Ireally wanted his cock, I was already loving the musky smell wafting fromhis boxers. I pulled them down and his huge cock popped out, semi hard andth...obbing. I immediately went to the balls. I buried my nose in his ballsack and breathed in the musky smell of black cock and balls. I was inheaven! I needed my fix. I then proceeded to suck his cock, taking it in mymouth slowly, giving him a slow, wet blow job, then slowly taking it in allthe way and burying my nose in his pubes and taking another. Damn, that hand felt good! No longer was I in danger of going soft.I had said she was no 'lady', what lady would fondle a stranger while he slept on a flight thousands of feet about the earth? Yet, the brief glimpse I had suggested she was just that. If first impressions can be taken into account of course.A pale skirt with tan nylons, a loose off-white blouse and several discrete, and expensive, rings and earrings all helped with that interpretation. The face, attractive may be the wrong word. As his pants fell to his shoes, she dropped to her knees and pulled out his dark brown cock.It took about two seconds before my own cock began to poke out of my underwear. I remembered that I had a pair of sporting binoculars, so I hurried to the bedroom closet and found them in a box that I had yet to unpack.When I got back to the window, she was undressing herself as he was removing the remainder of his clothes. I focused in on her breasts as she removed her bra, which to me appeared to be a. “What’s with all the people out there?” I asked.“I asked a few people to come in, to help shut down and clean up. Be nice to everybody and thank everybody, and maybe they’ll help us out again in two years, right?”Understanding dawned on me. “Right, so I make sure I call or speak to all the volunteers. Got it!”I ended up driving into Baltimore to talk on camera to the various television stations, but I spoke to Fletcher Donaldson of the Sun by telephone. Yes, we were excited by the win. Yes, we.